Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 90672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
He gets my shorts off, then tosses them aside before removing his socks and sliding his shorts down. After he gets them off, he reaches into a pocket and retrieves two packets.
“Did you know this was gonna happen?” I ask.
A smile plays across his face. It’s like I’ve helped him shake those dark thoughts off, and I see the Brad I was so desperate to get back. Not the guilt-ridden kid, beaten down by his father’s cruelty, but the confident guy I’ve come to know.
“You think I’d let myself get anywhere near you without being prepared?” he asks, and my cheeks warm. “I’ve been carrying around a condom since you first wanted my dick in you. And a little packet of lube I got from the clinic ’cause I’m thoughtful like that.”
I grab the strap of my wings. “We should take these off.”
He shakes his head. “Uh-uh. You’re hotter with them on.”
He wears a cocky smile, and I must admit, I’d rather him keep his on too, so I leave them.
He tosses the condom and lube on the sheets at my side before crawling back over me. He puts his weight on me, his lips returning to mine, our cocks beside each other as we find our way back into our familiar pattern of thrusts.
“Oh, Luke, I’m gonna take so much pleasure being inside you,” he whispers, and the heat in my face intensifies. He nibbles at my jaw before he says, “You mind if I try something?”
“Huh?”
“It involves using my powers.”
I tense up. “I’m not sure that’s smart. Should you be fucking with this stuff?”
“The power around us is here whether we do anything with it or not. It’s not harmful in and of itself, and messing with it won’t affect the Rift. Trying to mess with the Rift itself is what’s dangerous. Does that make sense? Once you get a better grasp of the Rift, you won’t be afraid of it or the Guides. At least, not find them a threat or the cause of any of the shit we’re dealing with.”
Given what he shared earlier, I have a better understanding of why he’s confident that using their powers isn’t what freed this monster, but it’s all so new and strange, it’s hard not to be frightened of it.
He quiets. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” I say, shocked by how quickly I answer him.
He smiles. “You’ll like it.”
“You say it like that, and you can do whatever the fuck you want to me.”
Despite my apprehension, I surrender to him. He slides his hand between us, gripping his cross before kissing my neck again. It’s like that first time he touched me, sensation shooting through me, every nerve in my body electrified as his tongue sweeps across my flesh, and I gasp at the intensity of the sensation pulsing through me in waves. My heart races. My thoughts scramble.
“Holy fuck,” I mutter.
He chuckles. “You like that?”
“You know I did.”
“Of course I know,” he says, crawling down my body and kissing my nipple.
“Ah,” I moan as another surge races through me. I’ve only just adjusted to the first, but now he’s taking me even higher.
He takes his time at my nipple. It feels like pooling energy into me as he runs his free hand across my torso, leaving where he touches swirling with heat.
After working me up, he continues down, trailing kisses, each one sending those same powerful impulses soaring through me. My head rolls against the bed as I call out, “Yes, Brad. Yes, I need it.” Even though it’s what I want, I don’t even feel in control of the words I’m saying. What he’s doing pulls them right from me.
Soon, he’s crouched down, hooking his arms under my legs, positioning me so that my ass is on display for him. After what his mouth has done to the rest of my body, I’m curious what it’ll do there, but he doesn’t leave me in suspense. He offers a lick, his arm around my thigh, his hand still gripping his cross.
It’s a fireworks show, going off and making the pressure swell. I arch my back, enjoying each explosion, as he continues licking and kissing. If it didn’t feel so damn good, I’d be pissed at him right now for not giving it to me sooner, but lost in these sensations, it’s impossible to be anything but appreciative of his skilled tongue as he slides it around my hole.
He relaxes his arm and pulls it back around my thigh, shoving his index finger in his mouth before tracing it along the rim.
“Please put it in, Brad. I can’t take much more. I need to know.”
He doesn’t disappoint me. He slips his finger in, easing his way in so expertly, navigating—
I notice my nipples, my abdomen, my cock, and behind my ears radiate with sensation, much stronger than the rest of me. And then…then the fireworks start again as his finger pushes up against what I can only assume by the explosive waves of sensation is my prostate. I moan as he stimulates it. My eyes are closed, but I know he must still be clutching his necklace because of the heat that overtakes my body, pooling at my face.